Snack Time
I always wear my hair up.
Hunky Monkey (a.k.a. the Monkey Daddy, a.k.a. my Beloved Husband) prefers it down.
I want a haircut.
Hunky Monkey prefers it long.
He doesn't understand why I want it in my sloppy bun all the time.
Or why I want to cut it shorter.
I've explained. But I'm pretty sure he thinks I'm just making excuses.
I put Blessing #6 in front of the webcam earlier so she could watch herself on the computer...
I took a series of pictures while we were sitting there.
Hunky Monkey (a.k.a. the Monkey Daddy, a.k.a. my Beloved Husband) prefers it down.
I want a haircut.
Hunky Monkey prefers it long.
He doesn't understand why I want it in my sloppy bun all the time.
Or why I want to cut it shorter.
I've explained. But I'm pretty sure he thinks I'm just making excuses.
I put Blessing #6 in front of the webcam earlier so she could watch herself on the computer...
I took a series of pictures while we were sitting there.
by LaughterThoughts | 2:08 PM
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1 Comments:
Yeah, why wouldn't you want kids pulling your hair out while they cling to your legs, drop things all over the floor for you to bend and pick up, or get into everything while you fix nice long hair?
My hair is finally getting longer, but my baby likes to pull it lately too. Dang. I'm remembering why I cut it in the first place. I love the chubby fingers though (Your baby's chubby fingers, not you.)
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